You were lost in the forest and walked through two magical trees that grew into one but has a opening and you walked into a world of tribal furs who wear loincloths
I look around, knowing myself as a were’wolf_(basically werewolf) have been around with humans, but seeing Furry anthros I was curious, I would just look around in the forest for now
The furries go about their business, some practicing sports, others crafting things with their hands and tools made from stone and wood. The air smells of smoke and cooking food as they eat a mixture of berries and meat in the form of stews. They don't seem to notice your presence at first but eventually one of them glances up and spots you. His eyes widen in surprise before he hurriedly runs off, calling out to another member of his tribe. Soon enough they all seem to be aware of your presence and some begin to eye you with curiosity while others look at you with hostility or fear.
I look at them, seeing the tribes look at me I raise my hand up and speak in their language “it’s okay, I’m friendly, I am just wanting to go through this area so I can get out of here… I’m friendly… please don’t hurt me.” I said to them all, sounding nervous they can see that I am the scared one
One of the elders steps forward, his fur worn with age and his eyes wise. He takes in your appearance carefully before speaking to the gathered tribe in a stern but calm voice. His words are soft, barely audible over the crackling fires and the sounds of workshop activity, but you can tell that they carry weight. The tension seems to drain from the air as they listen intently to his every word.
When he finishes, several warriors step forward, guiding you towards their village. You're led through tall grass and dense underbrush until finally, a cluster of huts comes into view. They are made of woven reeds and branches, plastered with mud to keep out the elements. Furs hang from branches above, drying in the sun. As you approach, children peek out from behind their parents, curious eyes examining you closely. The smell of cooking food fills the air once more as you're led into the center of the village where a large fire blazes merrily.
and I did not know what was goin gon, I would ask “where are you guys taking me?”
One of the warriors who escorted you here answers, "We're bringing you to our village." Another warrior adds, "Our chief will want to speak with you."
“What species even are you…? I’m curious, I’m not being mean, this is all new to me!” I said to them sounding happy that I am seeing new stuff but am also nervous
The warrior who answered before looks at you quizzically, "We are furries... what species are you?" He asks back.
“Shoot I mean… what race are you… husky… Kitty… what? I’m a werewolf but I’m friendly!” i spoke
The warriors exchange glances, clearly not knowing what to make of your answer. One finally steps forward and says, "A... werewolf? You can change into a wolf?" They look skeptical, as if such a thing were impossible. As they discuss amongst themselves, the elder from before appears once more, walking over to join them. He listens intently to their conversation before offering his own opinion.
"Perhaps we should take him to see our wise woman," he suggests. "She has great knowledge of magic and may be able to understand what sort of creature you are." His words are spoken with caution, but there's an air of respect in his voice that commands attention. The others nod in agreement, and soon enough, plans are being made to lead you to their wise woman's hut.
“Wait! I’ve been a werewolf, never changed into a human at all! Take me to your chieftain, he has all of the answers!”
"Very well," the elder concedes, his expression unreadable. "Let us bring you to our chieftain's hut." One of the warriors steps forward and motions for you to follow him through the village once more. The huts become increasingly large and ornate as you near the center, until finally, a massive structure made entirely of woven reeds comes into view. It stands at least twice as tall as any other hut in the village, its thatched roof towering above even the tallest trees nearby.
At the foot of the steps leading up to the chieftain's hut are three women: two younger and one elderly. They watch you approach with keen interest, their fur colors ranging from snowy white to deep ochre. The youngest of them steps forward and clears her throat before speaking in a steady voice. "You have come seeking answers from our leader?" she asks, her words laced with curiosity and cautiousness.
I nod, they all can as that I am a bit taller, a handsome sweet werewolf man that is muscular but young, and I say gently to the woman “yes, wondering why your chieftain has brought me here to speak with me, that is what I am concerned about is all.”
The elderly woman who must be their chieftain appears, her white fur mottled with black markings. She looks down at you with shrewd eyes before asking in a firm voice, "You say you are a werewolf? Can you prove this?"
I look at everyone, and then I look at her “only Werewolves are as strong as Minotaurs, have me lift up a heaviest object and I can prove it.” I said to her
The chieftain narrows her eyes and thinks for a moment, finally nodding slowly. "Very well," she says, her voice laced with caution. "Bring forth our heaviest object." The young warriors scurry off to retrieve something from one of the huts nearby while you and the chieftain wait.
When they return, they're carrying a massive stone tablet etched with primitive runes. It must weigh several hundred pounds easily. One of the warriors hands it to you, his eyes widening in surprise as he realizes just how much it actually weighs. "Um... don't drop that, sir," he mutters before retreating hastily out of arm's reach.
I hold it easily and I would examine it, everyone was surprised that I am even holding the stone tablet with ease, they all can also see what I am trying to figure out what the runes and the writing says
The chieftain watches you carefully, her expression unreadable as she studies your movements. She turns to one of the younger women who stand nearby and whispers something in her ear. The woman nods solemnly before bowing deeply, acknowledging the wisdom that has been imparted to her.
Finally, the chieftain steps forward, speaking in a calm yet commanding voice. "I have seen enough to know that you are no ordinary creature," she says. "You claim to be a werewolf... but what does that mean for us? What will this change mean for our village?" She fixes her gaze on you intently, searching for answers within your eyes.
“I… do not know, you tell me mam, I was brought here by your orders. I am the only one that is confused just like your warriors and people who were ordered to bring me here. Can you explain why you want from me, I mean. What can i possibly bring you to this village? and what race are you as furry anthros”
"We are called the Hairy Ones," the chieftain answers simply, gesturing to her own fur as she does so. "Our legends tell of a time when our ancestors lived in harmony with nature and all living creatures, including those who walked upon four legs instead of two." She pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful before continuing. "We believe that you may hold the key to restoring that balance. It is said that werewolves share a special bond with both beasts and humans alike... perhaps if we were to learn from you, we could once again find peace amongst our neighbors."
The elderly woman looks up at you expectantly, her expression hopeful yet guarded. The weight of her words settles heavily upon your shoulders, as the fate of an entire village rests on your response.
“Look… I am just wanting to be alone. I am use to having human friends with their technology and I lived with a group in a island far off, and I went through this portal and was suddenly brought to this island. But speaking of “The Hairy Onez” I me
You have awoken in the center of the village, surrounded by the furs of your new hosts. Sunlight streams through the gaps between woven reeds overhead, painting the ground beneath you with dappled light and warmth. The sounds of activity fill the air as furries go about their daily tasks, each one focusing on their work with quiet determination.
An elderly female approaches, her white-furred face creased with lines of wisdom. "Saxar," she says softly, using your name for the first time, "the Hairy Ones would like to speak with you." She gestures toward a nearby hut where several furries have gathered, waiting patiently for your arrival.
It is clear that this day marks a turning point in your life: a chance to forge new alliances and possibly even restore harmony between different races. But the decision ultimately lies with you. Do you choose to embrace this opportunity or walk away from it, back into the world of your human friends?
You are given some time to consider your options before the elder urges you once more to join the others in their hut. As you approach, they part like a curtain, allowing you entry into their council chamber. The air within is thick with tension, as each member of the tribe watches your every move, waiting for you to speak first.
The chieftain regards you solemnly before speaking. "Saxar," she begins, her voice firm but calm, "we have heard the stories of your kind... the legends that say you share a special bond with both beasts and humans alike. We come to you today seeking wisdom, seeking guidance on how we might live in harmony with our four-legged kin once more." She pauses, studying your expression closely. "We ask you: will you help us?"
“… what do you need help with?” then I finally notice that these people are dog people, and i scratch my head, looking at the Chieftain
The chieftain's expression softens slightly as she hears your question. "For generations," she explains, "our people have lived apart from the animals that share this world with us. We have grown distant and hostile toward them, forgetting the lessons of harmony that were taught to our ancestors long ago." She gestures around her, indicating the village itself. "We want to change that. We wish to live in balance once more, understanding and respecting the creatures that surround us."
Her eyes bore into yours, seeking reassurance. "Do you believe this is possible? Can you help us find our way back to that balance?"
“… I do not believe so. Maybe there is a purpose we all must be this way. Sadly I cannot help. All of you anthros including you anthro dog furries. I cannot help with any of this…” (
The chieftain's expression falls, her posture losing some of its dignity as she absorbs your words. "I see," is all she manages to say before looking down at her hands folded in her lap. There are a few moments of silence as the other furries exchange worried glances, unsure of how to react.
Finally, one of the younger warriors clears his throat and speaks up. "Chieftain," he says carefully, "perhaps we should not have brought Saxar here if... if there is nothing that he can offer us." His voice trails off uncertainly, but there's an undercurrent of tension running through the chamber now.
The chieftain looks up at him, her expression unreadable. For a long moment, she says nothing before turning back to you. "Saxar," she begins slowly, "perhaps there is another way we could repay your kindness for guiding you back through the forest... another task you might be able to help us with." Her eyes beseech yours, her voice hopeful yet cautious.
The choice is once again yours: do you continue to turn away from their request and leave them to fend for themselves? Or do you decide that perhaps there is some way you can help them after all?
I sign and decide to help “what do you need?”
The chieftain seems surprised by your offer but quickly recovers her composure. "We have recently encountered a group of beasts that has been causing trouble along our border," she tells you. "They are not like any creatures we've seen before, and they seem intent on driving away all who try to approach their territory." She pauses, searching your eyes once more before continuing. "Our scouts have reported seeing a strange marking on the hindquarters of these beasts. It is shaped like two triangles, one pointed upward and the other downward."
She gestures for you to follow her outside, where she leads you to an map drawn in the dirt, marked with various symbols denoting rivers, mountains, and forests. "Our scouts believe that these beasts come from this region here," she says, pointing to a section of the map not far from their village. "We would like you to travel there and discover what these creatures are, and if possible, find out how we might be able to live in peace with them."
The choice is yours: do you accept her request and venture forth into unknown lands in search of answers? Or do you refuse and leave the furries to face whatever challenges await them on their own?
I accept their request and go to see what beasts are causing the trouble
The chieftain looks relieved upon hearing your decision, and she begins to outline the details of your journey. "You must travel southeast, through the great forest until you reach the mountains," she explains, pointing at the map. "From there, you'll follow a river that winds its way between steep cliffs until it leads you directly to their territory." She pauses, studying your face carefully before continuing. "It is dangerous journey, Saxar... be prepared for anything."
With that, she steps back and motions for one of the younger warriors to approach. The furry hands him a small leather pouch filled with supplies and provisions for your journey. "This is all we can spare," he says apologetically, "but it should be enough to see you through."
Now it is time: will you embark on this perilous quest and possibly help the furries achieve peace with their mysterious neighbors? Or will you reconsider your decision and decide that perhaps your place lies elsewhere?
I take the perilous quest
The journey through the forest is long and arduous, but you manage to make your way southeast as instructed. The air grows colder and thinner as you approach the mountains, eventually leading you to a narrow gorge between two towering walls of rock. A swiftly flowing river carves its way through this gap, its icy waters providing life to the sparse vegetation clinging to the steep sides.
As you follow the river upstream, it begins to widen into a broad valley, and soon enough, signs of civilization become apparent. You spot smoke rising from far-off campsites and occasional figures scurrying through the underbrush. It is clear that this is the territory of the beasts the furries spoke of.
Now what? Will you continue onward, seeking out these mysterious creatures and their hidden lair? Or perhaps you should turn back now, content with having made some progress but unwilling to risk any further in unfamiliar lands? The choice is once again yours.
I continue to seek
As you venture deeper into the valley, the signs of civilization become harder to ignore. You spot intricate stone structures towering above the treetops and hear distant laughter echoing through the air. It is clear that these are not mere beasts, but intelligent creatures who have managed to build their own society within this harsh environment.
You begin to wonder if you will ever find a way to live in peace with them, or if your journey here was doomed from the start. The weight of these thoughts presses down upon your shoulders, making each step feel heavier than the last. But still you continue onward, determined to discover the truth behind the markings on their hindquarters and find a way for all creatures to coexist in harmony once more.
As you explore further, your suspicions are confirmed; the beasts you've been tracking belong to a race of anthro felines, resembling both lions and tigers in appearance. Their society is complex and organized, with their leader known as the Alpha male ruling over all others with an iron paw. You manage to catch a glimpse of him during one of your scouting expeditions; he is massive even by feline standards, his golden fur marked with the same double-triangle symbol you've seen on other members of their group.
Their territory seems impenetrable at first glance, protected not only by steep mountains but also by dense forests that conceal hidden dangers from unwary intruders. But perhaps if you were to try and find a way over or through these obstacles, you might be able to make contact with them... or perhaps even earn their trust. The choice is yours once more: do you attempt to breach the felines' defenses or return empty-handed?
I attempt to breach but in a friendly approach, showing the tigers and lions that I am a big friendly werewolf, all can see that I am a pretty beautiful and handsome werewolf male with lovely muscles
Your efforts to approach the feline tribe in a friendly manner prove successful, at least initially. They seem intrigued by your presence and do not attempt to attack you upon sight. You are led to meet with their Alpha male, who studies you carefully from his lofty throne before nodding slowly. "You are unlike any creature we have ever encountered," he growls, his voice deep and resonant.
"What is it that brings you here?" he continues, a note of curiosity edging into his tone. It seems that the mysterious markings on your fur have caught his attention as well; he keeps glancing down at them with a confused expression.
Do you try to explain your purpose and role among the felines? Or do you keep silent, hoping that they will come to understand on their own? The choice is once again yours.
I try to explain my purpose that the dog anthros are worried about some creatures attacking from this direction and ask if it was the tiger anthros and the lion anthros here
The Alpha male listens intently to your explanation, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the details about the dog anthros and their concerns regarding attackers from this direction. He regards you with a thoughtful expression before responding, "We have indeed seen signs of movement along our borders," he admits cautiously, "but we believed them to be mere scouts... not indicators of an impending invasion."
He pauses, considering your words further, before asking, "And what is it that leads you to believe that we, the great cats of the forest, should concern ourselves with the affairs of these... lesser creatures?" His tone holds a note of amusement, as if he finds the very idea ludicrous.
“I don’t know, I accepted to help these anthro dogs to see what is the attack.” I rub my arm, and I sigh, and yawn, feeling tired
The Alpha male regards you silently, his golden eyes studying your features as if trying to discern the depths of your loyalty and intentions. Finally, he inclines his head slightly. "Very well," he growls, his voice deep and commanding. "We shall help you... but in return, we ask that you aid us in our own struggle against those who would seek to harm our people." His gaze hardens as he adds meaningfully, "For every danger faced by the lesser creatures of this world, there is one that threatens us all equally."
It seems a fair enough trade; your assistance in resolving the issue with the dog anthros in exchange for aid against any future threats to the feline tribe. The choice is yours: do you accept their terms and offer your help to both sides? Or do you decline, content with having fulfilled your promise to the dog anthros but unwilling or unable to further involve yourself in the affairs of the cats?
i accept “I accept, I will help you. But I must find how is this village is and the other villages are. May I please stay here for a while to get use to my surroundings?”
The feline leader nods, seeming satisfied with your decision. "Very well," he rumbles. "You are welcome to remain here and learn more about our people and our ways." He gestures to one of the other felines nearby, who steps forward to show you to a guest chamber where you may rest and recover from your journey. "Take as much time as you need," he adds kindly. "For now, there is no immediate threat that requires our attention... but should anything change, you will be the first to know."
I nod, and see the male Alpha handsome, as he is standing here with me “do… you need any relief or pleasure dear Alpha Feline?” I ask him
The Alpha male's eyes widen slightly at your unexpected question, his expression unreadable. "I thank you for the offer," he growls eventually, "but I must decline. As the leader of this tribe, it is my duty to remain pure and untouched... both for the sake of tradition and as an example to those beneath me." He pauses, studying your features once more before continuing, his voice softer now. "But know this: should you ever find yourself alone or wanting companionship, I would not forbid it." His golden eyes meet yours unflinchingly, a silent challenge hiding behind the words.
The choice is yours: do you take him up on his offer, perhaps hoping to gain favor or influence within the feline tribe? Or do you respect his wishes and refrain from pressuring him further, content with having established some degree of trust through your openness and honesty?
I accept him and accept his wishes and respect them, and I will sit on my bed, and I look out of the window of the hut, which this hut might as well to be a huge house of the Alpha, I see the other handsome male tigers and the other male lions
The Alpha male nods, seeming satisfied with your choice. As you retire to your chamber, he remains behind in the great hall, issuing orders and dispensing advice to those who seek his counsel. Despite his role as leader, it's clear that he does not rule through fear or intimidation; instead, he relies on the respect and loyalty of his subjects. It seems a wise approach... but one that might be difficult for you to emulate among the dog anthros, if your earlier interactions are anything to go by.
I spend two days with the feline tribe, and I approach a handsome tiger anthro male and greet him “hello~”
The tiger anthro male turns his head slightly in your direction, eyeing you warily before relaxing his posture slightly. "Greetings," he purrs. "You must be the newcomer who's been causing quite a stir around here." His tone holds an amused note, as if he finds the situation humorous.
"I'm Thornpaw," he continues, extending a massive paw for you to shake. It feels like grasping steel; his grip is firm but not crushing, sending a message of strength and dominance without making you feel inferior. "What brings such a... unique creature as yourself into our territory?"
“I was sent here by the canine tribe two days ago to see what has been causing them trouble. Turns out your tribe is having the same issue as the canine tribe is so I am trying to help both sides as possible but first getting use to my surroundings here first. And I must say Thornpaw… you are very handsome in many ways… may I… ask you a personal favor that includes lust?”
Thornpaw considers your words carefully before responding, his expression giving nothing away. "You flatter me," he says finally, a hint of amusement creeping into his tone. "And as for your offer... it seems to be a most generous one." He pauses again, studying you intently, and finally nods slowly. "Very well, Saxar. You have proven yourself trustworthy thus far... I accept your proposal." His eyes sparkle with anticipation as he extends his other massive forepaw, revealing sharp claws which gleam in the dim light of the great hall.
“But you never heard of the request yet!” I laugh cutely at him being friendly, my canine wolf tail wagging and my ears going back, it seems like I am wanting Thornpaw to use my hole, hopefully he notices that I am wanting him to breed me
"Ah, but I think I have an idea," Thornpaw murmurs, lowering his head slightly as he studies you more carefully. His gaze travels slowly down your body, eventually coming to rest on the twitching tip of your tail and the exposed fur around your sensitive ears. It's a predatory expression, both hungry and possessive... but there is also something else there, something deeper that speaks of desire and need.
"What I propose," he continues softly, his voice thick with lust, "is that we retire to my den for the night. There, away from prying eyes and curious ears, we can explore these feelings further... and find out what it is that you truly want." His golden eyes flicker upward, meeting yours in an almost predatory gaze before returning to your flushed face and trembling form. "Will you come with me, Saxar?" he asks huskily, his voice little more than a growl now.
The choice is once again yours: will you follow Thornpaw to his den and surrender yourself to him for the night? Or will you refuse his offer and attempt to maintain some semblance of control or independence in this delicate situation?
“I accept, but we wait until nightfall comes, for now. I must explore my handsome tiger.” I bow my head then I touch noses with my nose touching his nose gently
Thornpaw chuckles deep in his throat, the rumble vibrating against your snout. "Very well," he growls softly, licking your muzzle before stepping back with a slight bow of his head. "Until nightfall, then." And with that, he turns and disappears into the shadows, leaving you to explore the feline tribe's territory further on your own... or perhaps just to think about what it is that you truly desire.
I explore the territory further, then I walk out of the territory to explore outside of it, and I wonder around looking at its surroundings
The feline territory is vast and treacherous, a landscape shaped by centuries of conflict and adaptation. Towering mountains rise like barriers against the encroaching world beyond, while fast-flowing rivers carve deep valleys through rocky terrain, creating shadowed grottos that shelter secrets untold. Here and there, remnants of ancient civilizations can be seen; crumbling stone walls marking long-abandoned settlements, and strange statues standing sentinel over forgotten ritual sites.
The air carries a constant tang of predator and prey, mingled with the scents of vegetation and spoil. Insects buzz lazily through the humid air, drawn to pools of stagnant water where fat fish slither through the murky depths. The distant roar of a lion punctuates the silence every now and then, echoing across the landscape like a reminder of the unyielding power that rules this domain.
then i walk away from the area further, but I wonder if there is hyena anthros, there I search for any hyena anthro males
The further you wander from the feline territory, the more likely it is that you'll encounter other creatures... but be warned, for each step takes you deeper into unknown lands where predators and prey alike walk unbound by laws or codes. The scent of dry earth mixes with that of the crisp air, carrying the faint whisper of hyena songs upon the wind. It is a dissonant melody, eerie and unsettling... but it grows stronger as you press onward, driven by curiosity and perhaps a little loneliness.
Eventually, you spot a group of hyena anthros gathered around a small fire, their keen senses alert for any sign of intruders. There are several females present, but it's the males who draw your attention; they are powerful and dominant creatures, their postures unmistakable even from afar. You watch them warily, debating whether or not to approach...
so I wait but I don’t hide, I stand far away from them eating some berries I have gotten for myself, so if they say me I was just eating berries while watching them as I am on my break from exploring
The group of hyena anthros continues to converse amongst themselves, occasionally glancing in your direction but otherwise ignoring your presence. It seems that for now, they are more interested in each other's company than in newcomers like yourself. Perhaps another time, under different circumstances... or with a better understanding of their customs and ways...
so then, i charm them, but with a tease, being like a bratty guy and showing off my ass to them “Nah-Nah!” picking on them see if they get mad or ignore me or charm one of the males to breed me
The hyena anthros exchange amused glances at your antics, some chuckling softly while others simply seem bemused by your behavior. One of the males, marked by a distinctive scar across his muzzle, stands and approaches you. He's bigger than average, his muscles bulging beneath fur that is almost black in color. "You're a bold one, aren't you?" he growls, giving you a slow once-over with gleaming yellow eyes. "What brings a fur like yours to our lands?"
The choice is yours: do you continue to try and charm this male with your bratty antics, hoping that it will make him more interested in you? Or do you attempt a different approach, perhaps being more respectful or deferential in the hopes of winning his favor?
but I decide to take both choices and say to him “I come to explore to find help for both canine and feline tribes, there has been wild beasts that are unknown attacking those tribes. But if you’ll be so kind, breed my bratty hole, as I am inheat and need to be taught a lessons
The scarred male hyena anthro regards you with interest, his gaze moving slowly over your body before coming to rest on the suggestively raised hackles of your tail. His nostrils flare as he inhales deeply, picking up your scent and determining that indeed, you are in heat. "So it is," he growls, a slow smile spreading across his muzzle. "Then I think we can come to an arrangement..."
His eyes flash with lust and power as he steps closer still, looming over you like a shadow cast by the moon itself. Reaching out, he gently takes your head in his massive jaws, holding it firmly yet carefully as he begins to nuzzle you, breathing warm air across your face and neck. Your skin tingles with anticipation as he traces lazy patterns over your body, making slow circles around each sensitive area before moving on to the next.
"Come with me," he growls finally, releasing you from his grip. "There are some things we need to discuss... and then, perhaps, I can show you what it is that you so desperately crave." He turns away from you now, leading the way deeper into the heart of the hyena anthros' territory as he speaks over his shoulder. "But remember this: when you are with me, you are mine... to protect or to punish, as I see fit."
as I walk with him, I say “but what about other males? Won’t they get jealous and create trouble? Should you also share me with them and not create trouble?” and I convinced him successfully
The scarred male snorts, seeming amused by your question. "I am the alpha male here," he growls, his voice heavy with authority. "It is my right to take whom I wish... and if any other male dares to object, let them come forth and challenge me!" He pauses for a moment before adding softly, almost kindly, "But know this: should you prove yourself loyal and devoted to me, I will make sure that no harm comes to you." His golden eyes meet yours steadily, as if daring you to doubt his words.
The two of you continue deeper into the heart of hyena anthro territory, surrounded by towering rocks and twisted trees which seem to loom over you like sentinels guarding their leader's domain. The air is thick with anticipation and primal urges, a palpable tension that makes your fur stand on end and your heart race faster than ever before.
But for now, there is time... time to explore this new world beneath the moonlight... time to learn what it is that you truly desire... and perhaps even time to earn a place in this pack's hierarchy... if you are bold enough to take it.
as night came and I am with the alpha male hyena anthro, I rub his muscles and chest, and I lean against him, my wolf tail wagging and i slowly rub down from his chest to his belly and downwards to his bulge
The scarred male hyena anthro lets out a contented groan as you begin to massage his powerful form, your small hands sliding easily over his muscles and fur. He leans into the touch, closing his eyes and relaxing further into the contact. Your soft voice and gentle movements seem to soothe him almost instantly, washing away any lingering tension or doubt from his mind. "Mmm... that feels good," he growls huskily, his voice thick with lust and appreciation. "Just what I needed after a long day of leading my pack."
As you continue to rub and caress him, your touch becoming more daring by the moment, it becomes increasingly clear that this is exactly what he wants... and needs. His hips begin to thrust against your hands in time with his heavy breathing, urging you onward as he slowly succumbs to desire's seductive embrace.
"I knew I could trust my instincts when I chose you," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to cup one of your cheeks between his powerful claws. "You are truly unique... and special." His golden eyes meet yours in the dim light of the moonlit glade, filled with an intensity that takes your breath away. "And now," he growls, lowering his head until their noses touch, "I think it's time to show you just how much you mean to me... and how far my protection extends."
His words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel yourself growing wet with anticipation. The choice is once again yours: do you continue to tease and pleasure the alpha male hyena anthro, or do you finally give in to desire and let him claim you as his own?
I finally give in and let him claim me, I turn around and I lean against a tree that is in his village and I look at my mate, my tail moving away from my ass to reveal my black furred ass cheeks to him, myself as a male but a submissive male, waits for him to claim me
The scarred alpha male's eyes widen in surprise when he sees your submissive display, but quickly hardens into a predatory glint as he moves toward you, his powerful hind legs propelling him across the clearing with startling speed. He towers over you now, his massive frame casting a shadow that seems to envelop you entirely as he leans down and presses their muzzles together. There is no tenderness in this kiss; it's a claim, pure and simple... a marking of possession that leaves no doubt as to who now holds dominion over your body and soul.
Without warning, his strong hands grip your hips and thrust you back against the tree, impaling you on his hard length in one swift motion. You cry out in shock and pain, your eyes widening as he begins to move within you with brutal force. The ground beneath you trembles with each powerful stroke, and soon enough, sweat and moisture mingle on the bark of the tree where it meets your back, slickening your fur and making your movements slick against him.
"You are mine," he growls into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Mine to protect... and mine to punish when you disobey." There is a note of warning in his voice now, but also something else... something that suggests there may be more pleasure to come if you prove yourself worthy.
The alpha male's words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel your body begin to respond despite the pain that still lingers from his initial thrust. Moans escape your lips as he continues to take you roughly, his claws digging into your hips with each powerful stroke. It's clear that he expects obedience and submission from you, but there is also a rough tenderness beneath his surface... an understanding of the balance between dominance and care.
As you adjust to his size and strength, your muscles begin to relax, allowing him deeper access with each passing moment. Your tail wraps tightly around one of his powerful legs, holding on for dear life as he takes you harder and faster, claiming you fully as his mate. Sweat beads on your forehead and trickles down between your shoulders, mingling with the evidence of your arousal as your body succumbs to the primal force that drives this union.
You can fight it if you wish... but deep down, you know that surrender is the only way forward... the only path to true fulfillment in this harsh and unforgiving world of predators and prey. The choice, as always, remains yours: resist or surrender?
I surrender and let him claim me with his love and hope that he can cum so much inside of my ass
As the scarred alpha male continues to dominate you, his movements growing more urgent with each passing moment, it becomes clear that he is on the brink of release. His powerful hindquarters quake beneath you as he gasps your name hoarsely, driving deep inside you one final time before exploding within you in a hot, salty wave of ecstasy. Your muscles clench involuntarily around his length, milking him as he cums, and with a loud, bestial groan, he collapses against your back, pressing the two of you even tighter together.
For now, it is over... but tomorrow brings new challenges, new duties, and a whole new set of expectations for both of you. The bond between an alpha male and his mate is sacred in hyena anthro society; if you are to survive within this tribe, you must learn not only how to submit to him, but also how to support him and help him lead the pack through whatever trials and tribulations lie ahead.
for days I help him with problems and then get fucked by him as my reward only because I want his cum deep inside of my ass, then as a week goes by, I ask my mate “Leader. Shall we meet with the Feline Tribe and meet with the Canine Tribe? I do believe that it is time.”
The scarred alpha male, your mate, looks down at you with a mixture of pride and affection in his golden eyes. "I have been considering that," he rumbles softly. "Perhaps it is time to strengthen the ties between our tribes... especially since I now have such a valuable addition to my pack." He nuzzles your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine before adding, "You are mine, Saxar... and I will protect you with my life. But know this: when we face the feline or canine tribes, you will be seen not as an individual, but as part of my pack... and as such, you will be expected to act accordingly."
“Yes Alpha.” I accept his terms, and the warriors and the healers and the alpha and I go to the Feline and the Canine Tribe, and we talk about the wild unknown beasts that have been attacking the feline tribe and the canine tribe
The journey to the borders of both territories is long and arduous, fraught with danger at every turn. You are accompanied by several of the most formidable warriors in the hyena anthro tribe, as well as their wise and cunning leader himself. As you near your destination, tensions begin to rise among your party; each tribe eyeing one another suspiciously, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice should hostilities erupt.
It is up to you, Saxar, to help navigate these treacherous waters. Your status as both an outsider and now a member of the dominant tribe will be crucial in maintaining peace between them... or perhaps even forging new alliances that could benefit all involved. Do you choose to remain at your mate's side throughout this delicate negotiation, offering support and counsel when needed? Or do you feel it is time for you to assert yourself as an equal among equals, showing the leaders of these tribes just what kind of value you truly bring to this arrangement? The choice is yours.
I choose to feel and show myself as a equal to the canine tribe and to the feline tribe and to the hyena tribe and hope and pray that all three becomes equal and allies
As you step forward, the tense air seems to lighten somewhat; your presence as an equal among equals is palpable, and it's clear that each tribe recognizes the value you bring to this meeting. The scarred alpha male moves closer still, his body language signaling that he trusts in your judgment and wishes for you to speak on behalf of the hyena anthro tribe. You can feel his pride swelling within him as he looks on with a mix of affection and admiration.
The choice now lies before you: how will you approach this negotiation? What terms will you propose, and what concessions are you willing to make in order to achieve peace between these three powerful tribes? The fate of many lives hangs in the balance, and the future of countless more depends upon your every word.
so I successfully convinced them all to work as a team but as Allies knowing if they all become as one tribe trouble will be caused, so I convinced them successfully to help each other as Allies and friends for whoever needs help they will call for help
The news spreads like wildfire through the lands: the three great tribes have banded together in an unprecedented alliance, each pledging to stand by the others' sides against the unknown beasts that threaten their very existence. Your words and diplomacy have brought about a profound change in this harsh and unforgiving world, and you find yourself at the center of it all: a respected member of four tribes, with the power to shape the course of history for generations to come.
The scarred alpha male watches you with a mix of wonder and pride; he knows that he chose wisely when he claimed you as his mate, and he can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation at what the future may hold for both of you within this new paradigm. His eyes meet yours across the clearing, and in that instant, you know that your place among these powerful beings is secure... for now, and for always.
As the wind whispers through the trees and carries word of your triumph far and wide, it seems as though even nature itself is celebrating this momentous occasion. The air feels different; charged with possibility, with the heady scent of change drifting on the breeze. You stand atop a hill overlooking your new domain, surrounded by the loyalty and respect of four tribes... and with each passing moment, you realize that you truly are home.
and i leave a note for my mate that says “this is your mate, I am going to other villages to seek for other allies and I have been working out with you and felt stronger, of course I have brought myself a weapon, the village needs your help. I will be back in a couple of days, these strange unknown beasts has to be slain that has been attacking the canine tribe and the feline tribe, love: your mat”. And as I leave into the forest deep and passing by through ruined structures and big caves, I go deeper through the forest seeing if I can a bear tribe if there is a bear tribe
As you leave the safety of the hyena anthro territory, your heart races with anticipation and determination. You have accomplished great things already by uniting three powerful tribes in an alliance against a common threat, but there is still so much more to do. The thought of finding another tribe, particularly one as formidable as the bear tribe, fills you with equal parts excitement and trepidation.
The journey through the forest and ruined structures is long and arduous; you often find yourself following tracks or scraps of evidence left behind by other travelers in hopes that they might lead you closer to your goal. Finally, after several days of relentless pursuit, you glimpse movement in the distance: a towering shape moving between the trees ahead of you. Your heart quickens with hope as you realize that this must be it - the bear tribe's territory at last!
I then go on the trees, hiding in the trees as I see the bear tribe’s territory and the bear tribe itself, wondering what they do first before going over to them
The bear tribe is impressive in size and strength; each member seems larger than even the most massive of hyenas, their fur coats thick and shaggy against the cool air of autumn. They move with a lumbering grace that belies their considerable speed and power, making them formidable adversaries indeed. As you watch from your perch in the trees, you notice that they seem to be engaged in some sort of ritual or ceremony; their leader, an enormous grizzly bear standing head and shoulders above his subjects, speaks in low tones while various members of the tribe gather around him, heads bowed respectfully.
You can't help but wonder what they are discussing... and whether or not it has anything to do with the strange beasts that have been plaguing their neighbors. This could be your chance to make contact and forge an alliance; if you play your cards right, perhaps you can unite all four tribes under your banner of friendship and cooperation. The choice is yours: how will you approach this powerful bear tribe?
I jump down, and then I come to infront of the territory, calling one of the bear warriors to come so I can talk to the bear “hello? Is anyone there?”
A hulking figure emerges from the forest, padding towards you on broad paws. It's one of the bear warriors, his fur nearly black except for a few silver streaks that mark him as one of the elder members of the tribe. He slows to a stop several yards away and regards you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.
"Who are you," he growls, "and what do you want from us?" His deep voice echoes through the trees, carrying his challenge to the rest of the bear tribe who have stopped their activities to watch your encounter unfold.
“I am a friendly werewolf man. And I have heard from far off that you have been dealing with these unknown beasts, the feline tribe and the canine tribe has been dealing with these beasts, and the hyena tribe has witnessed the beasts attacking. I need to speak to your chieftain at once. Please.”
The black-furred bear warrior narrows his eyes, clearly suspicious of your motives. "You have traveled far to reach us," he says cautiously, "and you speak of alliances and unknown beasts... tell me more." His voice carries weight; it's clear that he is weighing every word you say in his mind, trying to determine whether or not to allow you entry into their territory.
The choice is yours: what do you tell him to convince the bear tribe to trust you and listen to your offer of an alliance?
I tell him to convince the bear tribe to trust me and listen to my offer of an alliance
"Very well," says the black-furred bear warrior, nodding slowly. "Come with me. I will take you to our chieftain and relay your tale." He turns his massive form away from you, seeming to already dismiss you as unimportant... but as you begin to follow him into the heart of the bear tribe's territory, he pauses and fixes you with a warning glare. "Remember," he growls, "first impressions are everything."
I follow him and stayed close, he can see I am taller than any other canine but he and his tribe are taller than I am, as we walk to the tribe and walk in their village, the chief can see me with the elder walking to him
The mighty grizzly bear chieftain watches you approach from atop his throne, his eyes narrowing in curiosity as he takes in your size and strength. "What manner of creature are you?" he rumbles, his voice deep enough to shake the leaves from the nearby trees. "And why have you traveled so far to seek us out?"
The elder bear who accompanied you pauses beside the chieftain, clearly deferring to him before speaking on your behalf. "Chieftain," he says, his voice solemn, "I found this... individual deep within our territory, seeking entry. He speaks of alliances with other tribes and strange beasts that plague us all."
The chieftain's gaze shifts back to you, weighing your every word, searching for any signs of duplicity or hidden motives. The fate of not only his tribe but perhaps many others rests upon the decision he is about to make... and it is up to you to convince him that joining forces with other tribes - especially one as formidable as the hyena anthro - would be in their best interest. What will you say?
“I am a great Werewolf warrior. That has traveled far to find you. Mighty, Hot, and handsome Daddy Bear Chieftain.” I tell the chieftain with the words and I bow, the other members of the bear tribe go Awe and grateful as a werewolf respects the their chieftain, I stand up and tell him “I came to these two tribes: feline and canine, as they have been fighting these unknown beasts in the forest that seek to plague and dominate everything, and as I have helped them out and had the hyena tribe witnessed what beasts has been attacking them, I have formed a alliance that needs to grow bigger, because everyday… they are growing in numbers so they can destroy the peaceful creatures and destroy the tribes in our beloved forest… I am asking you… hot and daddy, and mighty bear chieftain… to help our alliance and to help each other to destroy these mean and evil cruel unknown beasts and protect each tribe like allies and neighbors… like a big loving family for one and another…” I look and back away a bit, giving him space and see what he thinks
The mighty grizzly bear chieftain listens intently to your words, his eyes narrowing as you speak of alliances and the threat posed by these mysterious beasts. After a long moment of contemplation, he finally rumbles, "Very well. I will consider this proposal... but first, you must prove yourself worthy of our trust. What manner of trials would you suggest to demonstrate your loyalty and strength?"
His question hangs in the air between you, each syllable seeming to weigh more heavily than the last. You've gained his attention... now it is up to you to convince him that joining forces with other tribes is not only in their best interest, but also within their grasp. The future of countless lives hangs in the balance; the decision you make next could shape the course of history for generations to come. What challenges will you propose?
“I am a fast runner, run with great and mighty speed to help you all, and I have strength to help you, and I am very patient and super sweet. Tell me what to do, I am willing to obey, and I hope that I shall earn your trust hot and daddy, mighty daddy bear.” I bow to him, wanting to earn his trust
The chieftain seems impressed by your show of respect and eagerness to prove yourself. After a moment's thought, he finally speaks: "Very well then. As proof of your loyalty and speed, I challenge you to a race through our territory. Should you emerge victorious, it will be proof that you have what it takes to run with the mightiest of us."
A massive black bear steps forward from among the crowd. Clearly marked as an elder in his tribe, he grins wickedly at your expression before adding, "And should you lose... well, let's just say the consequences may not be so pleasant."
The air thrums with anticipation as the other bears of the tribe grow restless, eager to see how this outsider fares against one of their own. The choice is yours: will you accept the challenge and risk everything in hopes of earning their trust... or will you back down and leave without a fight?
I race the massive black bear and I have successfully won the race
As you cross the finish line, panting heavily but clearly triumphant, the bears of the tribe roar their approval. Even your competitor can't help but clap you on the back in admiration as he steps forward to acknowledge defeat. The chieftain watches this exchange with a knowing grin, seemingly pleased by your show of sportsmanship and strength.
"Well done," he growls gruffly, meeting your gaze with a newfound respect. "You have proven yourself worthy of our trust... and as such, we will join your alliance against the unknown beasts that threaten us all." With those words, you feel an almost tangible shift in the air; tensions ease, and for the first time since you've arrived, you get the sense that these formidable bears might just be willing to listen to what you have to say.
The future looks brighter now that the mighty bear tribe is on your side... but there is still much work to be done. As leader of this newly-formed coalition, it falls upon you to guide them and keep them focused on their shared goal: protecting one another and destroying those who would seek to harm their homes and families. The responsibility weighs heavy, but with the loyalty and strength of four tribes at your back, you feel confident that together, nothing can stand in your way.
and for a few days I help the bear tribe and I smile, and then I go to one of the elders I first talked too three days ago, and I ask him a personal question about having sex and still wanting to stay single
The elder bear chuckles deeply, the sound rumbling through his broad chest. "Ah, my young friend," he says, his tone wise and knowing. "You ask a question that has long been pondered by many of our kind. The truth is, there is no easy answer. For some bears, like myself, the desire for companionship and the security of a mate's love can be overwhelming."
He studies you carefully before continuing. "But for others, especially those who have been marked by tragedy or heartbreak... well, they may find it difficult to trust again. And in this world we inhabit, where danger lurks around every corner and alliances must be forged with care... it is often safest to remain alone."
The elder bear pauses, considering his next words. "In time," he says at last, "you will find your path... and when you do, embrace it wholeheartedly. For until then, there are many challenges yet to face and alliances yet to be made."
I sigh, then i leave the elder’s spot, and I go to the chieftain and ask him “what if a man has sex with a bear man and the man still wants to stay single because he wants to find a perfect mate and the bear has to agree?”
The mighty grizzly chieftain regards you with a stern expression, his gaze traveling over your form before settling once more on your face. "In our culture," he rumbles slowly, "it is not unheard of for bears to mate for life. But there are also those who prefer freedom and independence." He pauses, considering further. "If such a situation were to arise, the choice would ultimately lie with the bear in question. They must weigh their desire for companionship against their need for personal autonomy."
The chieftain tilts his massive head slightly, regarding you intently. "But remember," he growls warningly, "these things are best left until a more... conducive time." His meaning is clear: now is not the time to focus on such matters when there are greater threats looming large and alliances to be forged.
as days go by I have successfully have the bear tribe to be with the canine tribe and to be with the feline tribe and to be with the hyena tribe as a whole alliance as allies, I then go and try to find a rat tribe, and hopefully that I can convince them to join as well
You make your way through the forest, following rumors of a rat tribe inhabiting an ancient ruin far to the north. As you draw closer, you can hear them scurrying around in the dark recesses of crumbling walls and whispering among themselves in their strange, sibilant tongue. Approaching cautiously, you call out to them, offering your friendship and your alliance against the common threat that faces all of your tribes.
At first, they are wary and suspicious, eyeing you warily from the shadows. But as you continue to plead your case and demonstrate your good faith, their postures begin to relax... ever so slightly. The leader of the rat tribe, a massive brown rat with bright black markings on his fur, steps forward tentatively.
"Your intentions are honorable," he says at last, "and we have seen the strength you've shown in uniting these other tribes against our common foe. But there is much we must discuss... and much that you must understand about us before we can commit to such an alliance." His voice carries authority; it's clear that he takes his role as leader very seriously, and that he won't be swayed easily.
What will you say to convince the rat tribe to join your cause?
*I convince them successfully that the alliance is honoring and trust worthy as it has lions and tigers and bears and Hyenas and dogs and wolves that work all together and they will come with great speed to help the rat tribe if the rat tribe needs he
The rat king listens carefully to your words, his whiskers twitching with every inflection. Finally, he nods slowly. "Very well," he says at last. "We will join your alliance... but know this: we are not as strong or swift as some of the other tribes you've brought together. We must rely on our cunning and our numbers to make a difference in this fight."
As the words leave his mouth, a quiet murmur ripples through the rat tribe behind him. They exchange glances, nodding solemnly in agreement with their leader. The addition of the rat tribe to your alliance has strengthened your position immeasurably... but you cannot help but wonder what challenges lie ahead as you continue to forge new bonds and face untold dangers together.
so I help all the tribe members and train them to be strong and better and I am patient with them and teach them with respect, and I train them for a week
During the week of training, you impart not only physical strength and martial prowess upon the rat tribe, but also instill within them a sense of pride and unity that had been lacking before. They begin to see themselves as an integral part of something greater than themselves, and their spirits soar accordingly. Their scuttling forms grow more confident, their eyes brighter with determination.
The rat king, having watched this transformation with growing appreciation, comes to you one evening after the day's training is complete. "You have done well for us," he says solemnly. "And though we may always be outmatched in strength or speed by other tribes, we will never lack for cunning... or loyalty." He pauses, regarding you intently. "As thanks for all that you have done, and all that we hope you will continue to do... I offer you a gift."
With those words, he produces a small stone amulet carved in the shape of a rat. The details are exquisite; every whisker, every pore is visible despite its small size. He presents it to you with a formal bow. "This symbolizes our gratitude... and our commitment to your cause."
The weight of responsibility that comes with this gift is not lost upon you: as leader of the newly-formed alliance, it falls to you to make sure that all four tribes survive and thrive in this hostile world. Your first steps have been successful; now, you must lead them forward into an uncertain future... and ensure that they are prepared for whatever challenges await them along the way.
i accept the gift and I wear it “thank you… but May I ask you this personal question… please… and I hope you do not seek companionship… I am just asking you this is all…”
"Ask away," the rat king says, tilting his head in curiosity. "I have lived a long time, and I have heard many questions... I doubt you will surprise me."
“May I please… have sex with you… and cum inside of my ass… as I want to be the werewolf, that gets fucked by you… and have rats be amazed? It is to show That even big strong and handsome creatures can get used by Rats or lesser creatures…”
The rat king pauses, his expression a mix of amusement and surprise. "I... see," he says slowly. "You are proposing that we engage in sexual intercourse, with you allowing me to penetrate your anus." He considers this for a moment longer before letting out a deep sigh. "While I appreciate the confidence you have in me, and find your desire to be 'used' by a rat... intriguing," he says carefully, "I must decline your offer."
His whiskers twitch as his gaze flicks briefly downward toward your crotch. "Perhaps another time," he adds with a smile. "For now, our alliance comes first." His tone is firm but not unkind; it's clear that he has respect for you and the role you've played in bringing them into this new era of cooperation... even if he doesn't quite share your more... unusual desires.
and for days all the 5 tribes work together and respect each other and a month goes by and the alliance has grown well, even the unknown creatures back away far off to the other side of the huge island, and yet, the alliance is prepared for anything but as they all sign of relief they have Tim e to prepare but they all also have time to fun and play together and help each other, even have sex with each other and make families, even making beautiful hybrids, and a year goes by, I still help the tribes and I know that it has been one year and 7 months we defeated the unknown beasts and they still have not came back to fight the great alliance
The mighty rat king stands proudly before the gathered allies, surveying the scene with an expression of deep satisfaction. "My friends," he begins, his voice resonating through the clearing, "one year and seven months ago, we stood united against a common foe. Together, we faced impossible odds and emerged victorious." The assembled tribes roar their approval, saluting one another with raised tankards and cups.
"But," the rat king continues solemnly, "our work is far from done. As long as there are creatures out there who seek to destroy what we have built, we must remain vigilant. And so, I propose that we dedicate this day not only to celebration and camaraderie... but also to renewing our vows of allegiance."
He pauses, fixing each tribe with a fierce gaze in turn. "Will you stand with me? Will you stand beside your brothers and sisters in the face of any threat that dares raise its head against us?" A mighty shout echoes through the clearing, ringing with determination and loyalty.
As they continue to celebrate into the night, you find yourself amidst a sea of furred bodies: dogs, wolves, hyenas, tigers, lions, bears... even rats, now living in harmony as equals under your protection. It's a heady sensation, this feeling of contentment and accomplishment. But deep down, you know that it won't last forever. The world is a harsh place... and the true test of their allegiance will come when the next threat appears on the horizon. Until then, you must ensure that they are prepared for whatever challenges may lie ahead.
but another year passes by, I come to the rat king, blushing, and wagging my tail
"And what might bring you here, loyal Saxar?" the rat king asks with a knowing smile. "I trust your visit does not bode ill for our alliance."
You stammer out your request, blushing furiously as you speak: "W-well... I was wondering if perhaps... y-you'd consider... um..." You trail off, unable to finish the sentence.
The rat king's expression softens, his whiskers twitching sympathetically. He studies you for a long moment before speaking. "I see," he says gently. "You wish for me to... engage in sexual intercourse with you." His tone is neutral; there's no judgment in it, only understanding.
"Saxar," he continues, "I respect your desire to be used and admire the trust you place in me. However, I must decline once more. Our alliance has grown strong over these past years, but it still relies on my leadership... and I cannot afford any distractions at this crucial time."
He pauses, regarding you carefully. "But know this: your request does not go unnoticed or unappreciated. And if ever there comes a day when the roles were reversed, I would hope that you would extend to me the same courtesy and understanding." His words are weighty; they carry with them the weight of centuries of leadership and responsibility. You nod humbly, grateful for his thoughtfulness.